The Drake Restrained Collection: Part 1 and 2 (The Drake Series Book 3) Read Free Page B

in the pit of my stomach prevented me from truly enjoying myself.
    Allie was left unfulfilled, which was my intent, but it didn’t feel like much of a victory nor did I think the lesson would be effective. Instead, it felt like total failure.
    I had failed to acknowledge and deal with the signs that she wanted more from me than I wanted to give. I hadn't taken the time to sit with her and figure things out, get back on the right track and salvage the evening – and the relationship. When it came down to it, I was more intent on getting to O'Riley's on time than fixing things with Allie.
    That alone was a revelation.
    I pulled out of her body, pressing my hand against her back to stop her from moving, and sat on the bed across from her. I watched for a moment while I caught my breath. She stood with her thighs spread wide, my semen dripping out of her pussy but even that didn’t satisfy me as it usually would.
    I exhaled heavily. "You can get up now."
    She stood up and pulled her skirt down as if embarrassed. Then she went to the ensuite bathroom and I heard the water running as she tried to clean up. I followed, providing her with some aftercare, thinking as I held her in my arms and stroked her cheek, that things had fallen to far apart to recover. Instead of being my submissive, obedient to my wishes, unquestioning about my orders and plans, she had instead tried to be my girlfriend.
    She wasn't .
    She couldn't be. I didn’t do girlfriends.
    Finally, I helped clean her thighs, wiping away my semen carefully with a wet cloth, no words being spoken between us. Once I was done, we stood side by side at the vanity. While I washed myself off, she watched me in the mirror. I could feel her gaze on me, and when our eyes met, she made a face of remorse, her brow creasing, the corners of her mouth turned down.
    "I'm sorry. I was a bad sub, wasn’t I?"
    "You were. I'm sorry, too," I said while I tucked myself in and buttoned my jeans. "I'm sorry you disobeyed me. Now, I have to run or I'll be late."
    "Where are you going in such a rush?"
    I splashed water on my face and then ran my hands through my hair. She had no right to know where I was going. That wasn’t part of our arrangement. When we signed our contract, we agreed not to poke our noses into each other’s personal lives. She wouldn’t try to learn more about me and my life outside of our sessions, and I would do the same.
    I felt bad that things had gone wrong that night – I should have just cancelled the session entirely, given the gig, but I was too focused on trying to fit everything in. It was my fault for being preoccupied.
    "My band's playing at O'Riley's at ten."
    I left the washroom and she followed me to the front entrance, where I slipped on my shoes.
    "Your band's more important than me?"
    " Allie …" I said, my voice low. I shook my head but said nothing more. She knew my private life was not her concern.
    "Don't be mad at me." She leaned on the wall, watching me as I slipped on my jacket. "I can't help it if I'm disappointed. I was looking forward to tonight."
    "I'm not mad," I said, but it was a lie. "I'm disappointed. You know the rules. You agreed to our terms. We're going to have a little talk on Saturday night about what happened and what to do about it."
    "I’ll come to O’Riley’s and we can talk after. I’ve never heard your band play.”
    I shook my head. “No, Allie. You know the rules.”
    She exhaled with barely-contained frustration. “Come back after your gig," she said. "We can talk then. I don't want to wait until Saturday."
    I shook my head. "I have early surgery tomorrow."
    "What about tomorrow night?"
    "We're playing at The Front."
    "Come by after. We can do a scene. I promise I'll be a perfect sub. We can talk then." She said nothing for a moment while I slipped on my jacket. "You could stay the night," she said softly. "You have no surgery on Saturday so it doesn't matter how late we are. We could have breakfast."
    I shook my